Freedom in the Evening Breeze
Pushing open the window, in the cool night breeze, who's the strings of the piano dancing, the dreamlike figure, seven-colored wings, droplets hitting my heart. So, my heartbeat also absorbed the scent of music, a sad frequency. Perhaps due to the butterfly effect, this frequency suddenly vibrated through my whole body, every pore breathing at that unique rhythm.
This sadness wrapped in a luxurious robe, in its coverage, bitterness and pain wisely retreated, those past events, countless rainy nights carried by the rain into the heart, those tears, laughter, quarrels, fights, walks, landscapes, crawled beneath the robe, hiding their forms, only sadness was so unrestrained.
This sadness is like the mottled shadows of weeping willows by Lake Hehe in the afternoon, a wind and clouds. The wind, formless and intangible, was born out of the chase of clouds, creating the most beautiful scenery in the world. At that time, sunlight poured into a lake of shimmering ripples, the gondola swayed gently, and the breeze was refreshing. Closing my eyes in that fleeting moment, my thoughts drifted with the ripples of the water, never focusing on a single point.
Swinging and swinging, the familiar melody popped into my mind – 'Evening Wind's Freedom'! That long-haired, long-dress, jade-like figure, had a rebellious spirit that didn't follow the crowd, had genuine and unrestrained character, she was free. And because of this frankness and freedom, I fell in love with this woman with a unique voice!
At this moment, not evening wind, not ginger flowers, but looking up at the towering, lush peaks of Yanshan, leaning against a clear lake, there was also freedom that didn't lose to the evening wind. This freedom drifts in the afternoon sunshine, drifts in the summer lake water, drifts among the verdant mountains. Therefore, this freedom is a light blue, with a familiarity that is deeply melancholic!
